Aiden placed a large coffee at Marley's side as he sat back down at the table at 8am that Sunday morning, with most of the cabin's residents also slumped into tables tiredly. She shot him a glance over the rim of her coffee mug, wondering how he was upright right now. The guys all fell asleep in the hallway with their respective girlfriends; Marley woke up to a bunch of girls clearing their throats so they could get by, her face buried in Aiden's chest and their bodies tangled together. She knew he was tired though, because in all their time together he's always been the first one awake and this morning, he was still breathing deeply, passed out. She reached a hand up to fix his hair absentmindedly, watching him snatch her cup from her and take a drink with surprise contorting her features
